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  • 1. Previously
on
An
Apocalypse
of
Ice:

  • 2. 
So
Will
waited.
“Get
out
of
my
way,”
he
heard
Sansa
say.

“My
business
is
with—“
A
shot
rang
out.



  • 3. But
Julian
was
alive.

Sansa
was
the
one
curled
up
in
a
ball
at
his
feet.


  • 4. She
set
Meg
down
on
the
doorstep.

Death’s
scythe
hung
over
Meg’s
body,
and
the
otherworldly
black
cloud
that
followed
him
around
billowed
around
her.

  • 5. This
Hme,
the
woman
turned
around.

Jocelyn
stared.
She
definitely
looked
like
Ali.

She
had
the
same
features.

But
she
had
frozen,
and
her
eyes
looked
so
cold.

  • 6. “That’s
enough.

Break
it
up.”

Kevin
stepped
between
Sabriel
and
Will.

“Will
Stark,
you’re
under
arrest
for
the
murder
of
Sansa
Stark.

You
need
to
come
with
us
now.”
“I
didn’t—“
“Now.”



  • 7. “No.”

Will
shook
his
head.

“I
am
not
going
back
to
college.”

  • 8. “You
see
the
way
you’re
refusing?”
Lily
asked.

“That’s
how
we
know
Piper
will
never
look
for
you
there.”
“Those
were
the
worst
years
of
my
life.

Except
for—“
Really,
which
was
worse?

Life
in
a
windowless,
floor‐less
box
without
anything
he
needed,
or
Piper?

  • 9. Lily
had
set
Will
up
in
a
mostly
blue
one‐story
house
on
the
edge
of
campus
with
all
the
necessary
furniture
and
not
much
else.

There
were
two
single
beds,
so
she
must
have
given
Will
a
roommate.

He
wanted
to
trust
Lily’s
judgment,
but
couldn’t
do
it
completely.

Just
one
roommate
would
be
enough
to
give
him
away
if
it
was
the
wrong
one.


  • 10. Will
took
a
closer
look
at
Sullivan.

Sullivan.

Fiance
who
was
an
actor.

Of
course.

Of
all
the
students
at
this
university,
Lily
had
chosen
Will’s
future
brother‐in‐law
to
be
his
roommate.


Maybe
everything
was
going
to
be
okay.

  • 11. Will
woke
from
the
nightmare
into
what
felt
like
a
second
one.

He
wasn’t
in
his
bedroom.

Where
had
Piper
taken
him?


But
when
Will
turned
on
the
light
next
to
his
bed,
he
remembered.

Oldtown.

Sean
Cooper.

Sullivan
sleeping
in
the
bed
next
to
his.

This
would
never
be
his
home,
but
it
trumped
a
prison
cell
and
an
unending
fight
to
hold
onto
his
sense
of
self.
For
now,
Will
was
safe.

  • 12. He
closed
his
eyes
and
saw
the
aHerimages
of
his
nightmare.

Any
sense
of
security
that
Will
had
managed
to
gather
for
himself
dissipated.

Oldtown.

Will
had
escaped
miles
away
from
his
home.

But
he
couldn’t
help
his
family
from
here.

He
couldn’t
even
be
with
them.

He
closed
his
eyes
again.

No
luck.


  • 13. Apparently,
Will
had
to
be
awake.

He
decided
he
might
as
well
muddle
his
way
through
more
physics.

If
nothing
else,
the
equaMons
would
lull
him
to
sleep.


  • 14. He
turned
toward
the
study
area,
only
to
discover
someone
else
siNng
on
his
couch.

He
jumped.

  • 15. “Hello,
Will.”


  • 16. Screams
woke
up
Meg
in
the
middle
of
the
night.

When
she
opened
her
eyes,
she
saw
Lyra
clutching
her
hand
to
her
heart
and
gasping
for
breath.

Something
smelled
bad.
“What
was
that?”
Meg
asked.
For
once,
Lyra
lacked
words.

  • 17. “Meg
doesn’t
know
something?”
Gemma
asked
sarcasMcally.

“That
was
Grandpa.”
“He
was
really
nice
when
he
was
alive,”
Lirael
observed.
“Well,
he’s
the
meanest
of
them
all
now.

Look,
he
scared
all
of
us
tonight.”


  • 18. Meg
turned
her
eyes
to
her
grandfather’s
ghost
as
he
floated
past
her.

But
as
he
passed
by,
the
room
changed.

Meg
couldn’t
see
her
sisters
anywhere.

The
beds
faded
away.

She
turned
to
see
that
everything
looked
blurry
around
the
edges
and
that
there
wasn’t
very
much
color
leH.
And
when
she
turned
back,
she
saw
that
Mal
had
become
solid.

He
looked
just
as
solid
as
her.

  • 19. 
“No.”

Will
retreated
toward
the
beds.

“I’m
hallucinaMng.

It’s
another
nightmare.

I
need
more
sleep.

You’re
dead.”
“I
can’t
die,”
Sansa
said,
her
voice
curiously
flat.

  • 20. “I
saw
you
die.”

Will
should
turn
away
and
try
to
sleep
again—unlikely.

She
would
follow
him.

As
he
spoke,
he
began
to
realize
the
depth
of
his
anger.

“My
uncle
killed
you.

And
then—then
I
was
put
in
jail
for
killing
you!

I
was
kept
in
that
cell
for
two
days
and
told—by
your
friend—that
I
was
betraying
everything
my
family
stood
for
because
I
wouldn’t
lie
and
say
I
killed
you!”


  • 21. She
turned
to
look
at
him.

Only
then
did
Will
realize
that
Sansa
had
changed
again.

Her
pale
skin
had
lightened
even
further
to
the
white
of
snow,
and
her
gray
eyes
had
become
the
deep
blue
of
the
clouded
night
sky.

“Oh,
Will,”
she
said.

“You
sMll
don’t
understand.”




  • 22. “You’re
my
grandfather.”

Meg
stared
up
at
him.

“What’s
going
on?

Where
am
I?

Am
I
dead?”

  • 23. Before
she
knew
it,
Mal
had
bent
down
to
hug
her.

She
hugged
him
back.

Perhaps
another
kind
of
girl
would
be
frightened
about
speaking
to
a
ghost,
but
not
her.
“Oh,
Meg,”
he
said
to
her.

“I’m
so
glad
you
can
hear
me.

I’ve
been
trying
to
tell
all
of
you,
but
everyone
else
just
screams
and
runs
when
I
try
to
talk
to
them.”


  • 24. “You
scared
Lyra,”
Meg
told
him.

“And
Gemma
and
Lirael
last
night.

I
thought
you
were
supposed
to
be
nice.”

“I
am.

I
don’t
like
scaring
them.

But…”
Mal
scratched
his
head.

“I
had
to
get
through
to
one
of
you,
so
I
tried
bringing
you
to
the
world
of
the
dead
for
just
a
moment.

I
couldn’t
do
it
with
any
of
your
sisters.

But
I
have
to
warn
you
about
her.”
“Who?”

  • 25. “The
thing
you
fail
to
realize,”
she
said,
“is
that
I
never
did
any
of
those
things
to
you.

No
one
ever
killed
me.

How
could
they,
when
I
can’t
die?”
Will
stepped
back,
unable
to
get
out
of
the
corner
or
even
run
out
of
his
house
like
he
knew
he
should.

“What
are
you?”

  • 26. “I
am
the
winter,”
she
told
him.

“And
winter
never
dies.”


  • 27. “I
call
her
Lady
Winter,”
Mal
explained.

“She…”
“What’s
wrong
with
her?”
Meg
asked.
“Everything.”
Meg
waited.


  • 28. “She
tries
to
take
your
hope
from
you,”
Mal
eventually
conMnued.
“She’s
the
one
who
says
that
you’ll
never
be
good
enough—that
you’ll
never
get
the
educaHon
you
want,
you’re
too
nice,
your
children
are
going
to
starve
and
die.”


  • 29. “SomeHmes,
she
succeeds.”


  • 30. “But
why
would
she
do
that?”

Yet
even
as
Meg
talked,
she
thought
of
examples.

The
Law
wanted
to
take
hope
from
her.

He
couldn’t
do
it—but
what
about
Gemma?

She
wasn’t
very
happy.

Was
that
Lady
Winter?


  • 31. “Because
she
hates
us.”
Mal
shook
his
head.

“I
thought
I
knew
about
hate
when
I
was
alive.

But
once
I
understood
who
and
what
Lady
Winter
is,
I
saw
that
I
didn’t
have
a
clue.”
“Why
does
she
hate
us?”
Meg
pressed.
“Because
we
have
the
potenMal
to
destroy
her.”

  • 32. “You’ve
been
trying
to
break
me,”
she
whispered
in
his
ear.

“But
I’ve
broken
you
and
your
kind
more
Mmes
than
you
can
possibly
imagine.

You
think
you’re
comfortable.”
“No,
I
don’t.”
“You
think
you’re
safe
in
your
Mny
houses,
with
electricity
lighMng
up
the
night.

You
stuff
your
faces
with
food
and
pretend
that
everything
will
be
all
right.

But
you
won’t
ever
win,
Will
Stark.

I
make
sure
of
it.”

  • 33. “Win
what?”
She
ignored
him.

“You’re
in
exile.

You’re
on
your
own
playing
with
phone
wires,
as
if
they
can
bridge
the
communicaMon
gaps
that
plague
you.

Your
siblings
are
fighMng
a
losing
ba]le.

Your
children
are
on
their
own.

No,
it’s
only
a
ma]er
of
Mme
before
you
lose
everything.

You
gave
it
a
good
try,
but
even
the
most
valiant
efforts
fail.”


  • 34. “At
first,
Lady
Winter
trusted
in
the
fallout
from
the
disaster
to
destroy
us,”
Mal
explained.
“The
rising
sense
of
hopelessness.

The
hunger.

The
lack
of
educaMon.

The
isolaMon.

But
those
methods
are
failing
her.
As
we
fix
each
of
those
things,
she
grows
weaker.”
“Then
why
do
I
have
to
be
scared
of
her?”
“Because
she’s
desperate.

She’ll
do
anything
to
hang
on
to
her
power
over
us.”

  • 35. Meg
swallowed.

“How
do
we
destroy
her?”
“We
carry
on,”
Mal
said.

“We
keep
fixing
the
world.

With
each
step
forward
our
family
takes,
she
loses
more
of
her
grip,
unMl
she
falls
away
for
good.

But
you
have
to
be
careful.”

  • 36. That
didn’t
sound
right.

It
couldn’t
be
that
easy.


  • 37. Will
closed
his
eyes.

He
told
himself
to
tune
out
everything
that
not‐Sansa
was
saying,
just
like
he
had
done
someMmes
with
Piper.
He
thought
about
Gemma,
Meg,
and
the
two
babies
who
had
been
on
their
way.

He
thought
about
how
capable
Sabriel
had
always
been
and
how
Arthur
must
be
bringing
good
cheer
to
his
family,
even
now.

He
thought
about
everything
he
had
already
survived.

  • 38. In
their
silence,
Meg
thought
she
saw
movement
out
in
the
fuzzy
edges
of
the
washed‐out
world
she
stood
in
with
her
grandfather.

She
tried
to
peer
closer.

Was
that—yes!
That
was
her
birth.

The
Reaper
touching
her
when
he
came
for
her
grandmother.

The
whole
of
her
life
playing
out
on
the
edges.

She
could
see
more
clearly
from
this
vantage
point
than
she
could
in
her
limited
visions.

She
had
to
see
more.


  • 39. Will
opened
his
eyes.

He
couldn’t
see
or
hear
the
wintry
woman
anymore.

But
the
cold
lingered
in
his
bones,
so
he
knew
she
wasn’t
enMrely
gone.

Her
words
lingered,
too.

  • 40. He
took
a
physics
book
from
the
shelf
and
threw
himself
into
studying.

She
had
to
be
wrong.


  • 41. “I
need
to
return
you
now,”
Mal
said.

“It’s
not
safe
for
you
to
be
in
my
world
while
you’re
alive.

You
can
handle
a
few
minutes
because
of
the
Reaper’s
touch,
but
no
more.”
Meg
kept
looking
at
the
edges.

Was
someone
talking?
“Meg.”

  • 42. “Am
I
the
heir?”
she
asked
her
grandfather.
“That’s
up
to
your
dad,”
he
told
her.

“But
it’s
also
up
to
you
and
your
sisters.

He’ll
only
choose
you
if
you
want
to
be
chosen.”
“Because
I
took
it.

But
then
there
was
a
long
dark
spot
and
I
was
trying
to
decide
whether
to
keep
it.”

  • 43. “Then
that’s
a
choice
you
have
to
make,”
Mal
said
to
Meg,
regret
on
his
face.

“Don’t
let
anyone
or
anything
make
it
for
you.”
Meg
frowned.

“But
I
want
to
know.”
“It’s
your
choice
alone,”
her
grandfather
reiterated.

“Time
to
go
back,
Meg.”

  • 44. Next
Mme
on
An
Apocalypse
of
Ice:
+
The
revolt
officially
begins.
+
Arthur’s
star
conMnues
to
rise.
+
ValenMne
looks
for
a
way
to
help
her
mom.

  • 45. So
I
made
a
deal
with
Mal.

“I’ll
include
you
in
one
of
my
updates,”
I
said,
“and
in
return,
you’ll
stop
scaring
my
sims.”
He
did.

Unfortunately,
the
other
ghosts
weren’t
parMes
to
that
deal.

But
it
was
sMll
nice
to
have
him
back
for
a
li]le
while.
:D
Happy
Simming!


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